feasting on the wind

only to attempt preservation and

picture what it would be like

to be preserved

we are choking on the


picture that

with frothed spit cascading from my chin

I try to swallow

they won’t take that from me

I hate myself

and you hate yourself

we are mutually

marbled and cool to the touch

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s